Basin Street Blues Lyrics

No won't you come along with me Down the Mississippi We'll take trip to the land of dreams Floatin' down the river down to New Orleans

And the band'll be there to meet us Oh, friends to greet us That's where the light and the dark folks meet A heaven on earth - they call it Basin Street

Basin street is the street Where the elite always meet Out in New Orleans, the land of dreams You'll never know how nice it seems Or just how much it really means And I'd rather be, yes-sir-ee New Orleans the land of dreams Where I can lose my Basin Street blues

Now ain't you glad you came with me We went down the Mississippi We took a trip To the land of dreams We floated down the river Down to New Orleans

Basin street - that's the street Where the elite always meet Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams And you'll never know how nice it seems Or just how much it really means I'd rather be, yes-sir-ee New Orleans the land of dreams Where I can lose my Basin Street blues

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